"Hmm," Fred moaned into her mouth, "does your dad know what his little girl likes doing?"She pulled back and her eyes narrowed, hand taking a firm gri... on his manhood."You get out of line, you die." But then you couldn't do it anymore! I think we have a stalemate!"Lisa's parents lived in an old, post-World War Two house in the first ring of Buffalo suburbs. It was narrow and tall, with back and front porches, and painted a yellow that had to have been kept only because that's what's always been. “Jordan insisted, she says it’s in fashion. Oh God girls, do you know what you’re doing to me?Tracey smiled, finishing her coffee. “They know. Come on girls, Mom, let’s go upstairs and have some fun. Mom, it’s been a long time since I’ve been in your panties.”“I’m not wearing any, remember?” Taya giggled. She watched her daughter’s PVC covered ass going up the stairs as her grandkids watched her movements. Once in the bedroom, the heat went up a lot of notches.“Get naked Mom, you luscious. They will look so good covered in cum. in front of you on my knees. Isn’t that where a good little slut should be? Mouth open and tongue ready. Both hands on your cock now I slowly wank you again. Faster I pull and squeeze and tighter my grip becomes. Dipping my tongue into you and scooping out more precum. You taste good. My nails on your arse, dragging pulling making you wince in pain. Right down your thighs, behind your knees. Your legs begin to buckle. You fall on the bed. My face well and. It wiped me out!" Yes, it did, but that's to be expected. Think about the three or four molecules you were locking onto this morning and think about this speck of dust." Sure," I said, remembering this morning's effort, and especially how it had gotten to me."Did it feel any different to you, holding the lock on that speck of dust. Compared to holding those three or four molecules?" Not really," I said, replaying the sensations over in my head. "Moving them sure felt different though." Of.